Chapter 1771


    Excited, she rushed to Royal Estates, eager to clear the air with Lysander, to confess her misunderstanding. But what she found was Rosalind, fresh from a steamy shower, d in a sultry nightgown, inviting Lysander to retire for the evening. Far from declining, Lysander, with a casual arm around Rosalind, apanied her into the elevator, heading to the second floor to unwind. In that moment, Thssa felt a sharp sting of jealousy and turned to leave, her heart heavy.


    She had assumed, since Rosalind''s move to Royal Estates, that she and Lysander were sharing more than just space—that their rtionship had crossed into intimacy. Imagine her surprise when she discovered that Lysander and Rosalind weren''t even roommates! To Thssa, this revtion was nothing short of a delightful shock.


    "So, you saw us together in the elevator," Lysander admitted without reservation,ying bare the facts. Thssa''s eyes widened in disbelief. "That was intentional?"


    Indeed, it was. He had deliberately let her witness his cozy moment with Rosalind, aiming to stir her emotions. It turned out, he had been orchestrating her reactions all along, setting the stage for her to make a dramatic entrance and im him as hers. He was still Lysander, the man who seemed to hold the world in the palm of his hand.Exclusive content ? by N?(v)el/Dr/ama.Org.


    She believed she hade to him after a fierce internal battle, only to realize it had all been part of Lysander''s grand design. Lysander beckoned her closer with a wave of his hand, his gaze both tender andmanding, impossible to resist.


    Thssa, initially rising from the bed, found herself drawn back under his spell, crawling back to his side, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "What do you want?"


    With a flirtatious lift of her chin, Lysander locked eyes with her, his intent clear as he probed, "So, it''s alright for you to flirt with Callum, but I can''t have my moments with other women?"


    Thssa caught on to his game, realizing his jealousy was a ploy to provoke her. "I didn''t expect you to be both domineering and so... cunning," Thssa smiled, taking his hand in hers, her eyes alight with amusement.


    He had overheard her private conversation with Callum, not just hurt but also angered by their closeness. Was he jealous of her time spent alone with Callum? To think, he''d use the same tactic to rile her up. Such a petty man.


    With augh, Thssa teased, "What if I never took the bait? What if I was too dense to see your n and just wished you well instead of crashing the wedding?"


    Lysander''s demeanor darkened, his


    gaze sharpening. Thssa, taken aback by his sudden seriousness, attempted to lighten the mood, but Lysander''s voice dropped an octave. "If you hadn''t shown up, I might have actually married Rosalind. You wanted that oue, didn''t you? I''d be satisfying everyone else, at the expense of my own desires. Why wouldn''t I?"


    Thssa''s nerves tingled with rm. "I was wrong to question your intentions. Here I am, aren''t I? I couldn''t stand the thought of losing you to someone else..."


    Facing Lysander, her eyes sparkled


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    with warmth a coy smile ying on her lips. Her gaze was gentle and beautiful her demeanor sweetly obedient. Lysander, moved by her expression, couldn''t resist cupping her chin and leaning in to capture her lips.


    Caught off guard, Thssa''s body tensed as his kiss deepened, her heartbeat racing under hismanding presence. Feeling her stiffen, Lysander gently cradled her head, intensifying the kiss, and in that moment, all barriers between them melted away.